Chapter Four

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Axel's POV

            When Raven called me to get Corey over to help Victor I was taken aback by how he sounded. Like there was life or fight back in him...well there was always fight in Raven, but logical fight like one with purpose not blind rage. It wasn't until meeting Anastasia and seeing the pain there in those big hazel eyes, but such innocence even with the obvious trust issues of the unknown that I got it.

She seemed to already be bonded with Raven allowing him to touch her in a possessive manner even though I don't think she realized the claim that he was laying down which in it self is kind of adorable. This beauty has no idea how gorgeous she is or the affect thats she was having on him and seems to second guess every movement and thought she makes like there's something holding her back, but I know what that is. From what Owen keyed me in on the step mothers behavior it was nothing short of monstrous all at the same time being conniving enough to make them believe her lies to be fact out of care. I can't even imagine the horrors she has faced in her 18 years of life...well that's not fully true because we all have our own stories. Every time she'd blush though..man..that just did things to me pushing my protective nature into overdrive.

The drive back to her house was calm Raven ended up heading back to the apartment taking Corey's car after saying goodbye to her with a kiss on her forehead that made her blush cherry red. Pulling up to her home after a long driveway I'm blown away this place is huge. The large wrap around  porch filled with rocking chairs connected 3 car garaged what seems like a fairly good sized plot of land at least enough for the house to seem really private which is further helped by the large trees surrounding the property. It had a lot of old world charm with large windows throughout the front with storm shudders in a classic black and white paint scheme, but seemed to have been updated at least structural wise recently. I can see Coreys' tech wheels turning as he looks over at me silently telling me that this place needs to completely overhauled security wise.

"How many rooms are in this house beautiful?" I asked opening her door for her to get out of the car. "Bedrooms? Including the guest house there are 9." Her answer made my jaw drop this house didn't just look huge it was huge and I could see Corey calculating the number of cameras we would need as we walked up to the door. We quickly swept the house as she left us to change in prep for bed giving us free range of the house it was definitely going to be a big job, but nothing Victor and Corey couldn't do in a day especially with help from at least myself and Marc. I could see him making a list in his head without speaking to me until we reached the kitchen again waiting to say goodnight to Anastasia before heading out to get a few hours of sleep.

We weren't disappointed especially Corey's face was priceless when he saw her Harry Potter themed tight t-shirt which she obviously wasn't wearing a bra under it and yoga pants...ugh god gross thoughts gross thoughts...yeah no that didn't help at all. "You guys find everything you need?" her voice brought us both out of our daze. Corey cleared his throat then spoke "Yeah we did we'll be back in the morning to start installing things. Also I'll tell you my spidey senses are tingling to warn you that Sang will probably have at least two other people from the Blackbourne team with her tomorrow just a heads up" he tried to make his voice sound even and as well as joking.

She broke out in a smile at his words christ did she just keep getting more breath taking. "No your no Peter Parker...I'd say you're more of a Clint Barton. Think I'm going to call you Hawkeye from now on." Dammit if Corey didn't look speechless then break out into a smile responding "Only if you'll be my Natasha Romanova". This made her giggle and smile "I don't know if i can pull off Black Widow, but I can try. So you guys will be here for breakfast than?" As if she second guessed herself she started back peddling right away "Well I meant you welcome to come..not that you have to come or are expected to come or that you don't have more important things to do with your mornings --" "Hush Stasia we'll be here in the morning right at 9 for breakfast it will probably be all 5 of us so we can get everything set up" I cut in to save her from her downward spiral.

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